We should read to give our souls a chance to luxuriate.
Henry Miller
With two hundred people in suits all the same
You walk off that last lonely train.
On the half finished buildings only seagulls remain
As you try to think back to the root of this pain.
I wouldn't have the TV in the bedroom
I wouldn't have this teardrop in my eye
I wouldn't need the radio to be my lullaby
I know who I am
Once I was nameless, alone and You found me
You formed my knees to bend
You called me beloved
I am perfection
I won't close my eyes
To the sufferers plight.
In a world full of sadness
I won't turn off my light.
Our cries for justice are shots in the dark
(Richard Wright/Anthony Moore)
From morning to night I stayed out of sight
Didn't recognize I'd become
No more than alive I'd barely survive
In a word...overrun
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
I am walking along a very cold road and,
Wherever it ends and where it begins,
I do not know (oh no)
Love, Devotion Surrender
Listen,
if you're tired of walkin' around and getting nowhere,
I know, there's a path that's leading towards the Master.
We got all night baby
Ooh, yeah I'm a take my time with you
Yeah, now listen
And I'm gonna
You know how daddy like it
I'm here to see you momma
She's gone,
Out of my life.
I was wrong,
I'm to blame,
I was so untrue.
I can't live without her love.
I'm busy throwing hints that he keeps missing
Don't have to think about it
I Wanna kiss and
Everything around it
But he's too distant
I wanna feel his body
